Chad With A Secret
Disclaimer: Neither Kirsty nor I own Sonny With A Chance, it belongs to Disney, lucky bastards…
Summary: Chad has a secret. A secret only he and one other knows. But when a broken promise comes between the two, who will be there to help him? Will Chad fall for his helper? Or will he fall at the last hurdle?
"I don't know about you, but I really hate sitting in traffic. 'Cause I always get run over." – Milton Jones
"I can't play snooker anymore, ever since someone told me it's like tossing off a man behind you." – Michael McIntyre
I hate starting stories, I never know where to begin, forgive me for the crap start.
The warm Californian sun came shining through a gap in the thin curtains, flooding onto the back of a young actor. He was lying on his front, breathing gently, his right arm stretched out to the other side, where the sheets had been pulled back and were slightly wrinkled. He sighed and opened his lightly.
He blinked a few times and pushed himself up onto his elbows. He looked to the right side of the bed. Damn, they must have left. He stroked the bed that was warm where the other body had previously been. Must have left recently. He grumbled a little and climbed out of his bed. He walked into the en-suite and checked himself in the mirror.
"Not too bad Chad, not too bad at all." Chad smiled to himself and jumped into the shower. He washed his hair quickly and scrubbed the rest of his body before jumping out and drying himself. Chad brushed his teeth and rushed out into his room.
He quickly got dressed for work, not hiding the massive smile on his face. He was, after all, over the moon about the events from the previous night. It was a night he was never going to forget, and he hoped; neither would the other person that had made it very special. Very special indeed.
Chad ran out of his front door and leapt into his car; he started the engine and reversed out of the drive. He pulled out into the busy road and turned the music up on the radio. After a very boring fifteen minute drive Chad pulled up into the studio parking area. He stopped the car and lowered the radio to a more respectable volume and climbed out.
Chad strutted away from the car and pushed the button on the keys to lock it. He heard the distinct bleep letting him know the key had done its job. He walked with his arms by his side into Condor Studios, the smile on his face as big as ever.
Anyone who weren't to know the events from last night would think he was a homeless man who'd just won the lottery. As it was, Chad was already a very rich man.
He lived by himself in a huge house about ten miles away, he loved it like that. He didn't have anyone to get in his way and tell him what to do, his life was perfect.
On the way to the Mackenzie Falls set Chad came across Sonny Monroe, probably one of the prettiest girls he'd ever laid his bright blue eyes on. He sent her a wink and watched as her cute face flushed red.
"Hey, Sonny?" Chad called.
"Yeah?" She answered in her usual, bubbly manner.
"You enjoyed last night, right?"
"Yeah, I did thanks, probably the best." Sonny grinned at him; she gave him a small hug before Chad watched her disappear into her dressing room.
Chad continued to walk the yellow hallway before the colour merged into a dark brown, downing his mood slightly he walked through the stage doors and onto set. He didn't want anyone to think anything. He found his director and said 'Good morning', Chad was then sent to hair and make-up where, Lizzie, his stylist set to work, combing his hair and making it 'Mackenzie'. During this, Chad snaffled some food from his co star, Portlyn.
"That was mine." She told him, harshly.
"Whoa, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
"I didn't, somebody else did." She shot back.
"Whoa, wait, what?" Chad asked, swallowing a mouthful of peanuts.
"Devon, he and I were so close last night, and he backed out." Portlyn slumped in her chair and pushed away the bowl of nuts, which, before she could say 'peanuts', was snatched by Chad to fill his hunger.
"Right, and this concerns me, because?" Chad asked, eating yet more of the salty peanuts.
"It doesn't, I just thought I'd tell you is all."
"Oh, alright then." Chad smiled and finished off the last of the nuts when he was called to set.
They had managed to complete four of the six scenes that needed be filmed by the end of the day when the director of Mackenzie Falls told them they were excused for lunch.
Chad rushed to the cafeteria, the smile back on his face; he walked to Brenda, grabbed two steaks and walked to the table at the back of the room.
When she came in Chad called her over. The said girl smiled and sat down opposite Chad and thanked him for the warm meal.
"So, you alright then?" He asked.
"Yeah, my back hurts a little though." She pouted a little and stuck a chip in her mouth.
"Why does your back hurt Sonny?" Chad asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You know all too well why it hurts." Sonny scowled at him.
"Hey, it's not my fault you got slammed into a wall, a brick wall…" Chad trailed off.
"Then whose fault is it then?"
"I said sorry!" Chad protested.
"That doesn't stop it form hurting though, does it?" Sonny argued and put another chip in her mouth.
"Hey, I'll tell you what, finish this and meet me in my dressing room?"
"If you try anything like you did last night." Sonny raised a questioning eyebrow.
"I won't. Promise. Hands down." He winked at her and finished his last bit of food.
After Sonny had finished they left the commissary and trooped to Chad's dressing room. He opened the door and let the two of them into the huge room.
"What are we going to do exactly?" Sonny asked, worry in her voice.
"I'm going to massage your back."
"Oh, Chad, it doesn't hurt that much, I had enough of you touching me last night."
"You being tipsy and falling over everything doesn't count." Chad said, "Now, drop the shirt and lay on the bed."
"Wha-"
"Do it." Chad said sternly. "It's nothing I haven't already seen."
"Fine." Sonny grumbled. "But I am never wearing a bikini around you again."
"Especially one that your brother undid." Chad smirked. Sonny shivered remembering the horrible memory when all her family and friends saw her topless.
"Stop it." Sonny hissed and lay on the soft white bed. She crossed her arms and rested her right cheek on them. Chad climbed on the bed next to her and undid her bra.
Sonny froze a little but soon relaxed when she realised that was all he was doing. Chad reached to the table beside the bed, opened the draw and pulled out some lavender oil. He dribbled a small amount of the clear liquid on his hand, rubbed them together, and then all over Sonny's back.
Chad's hands moved softly over her back and Sonny let out a few small groans when he hurt her. He apologized, to which Sonny always said, 'It's not your fault'.
After half an hour Sonny said that her back felt better and Chad turned to let her get dressed, she thanked him and left. Chad sighed and went to lie on the bed. He put his hand under the pillow and felt a piece of paper.
He pulled it out and unfolded it. Immediately knowing the scent that came off it, Chad's smile reappeared.
Chad,
Thanks for last night, gonna need it again sometime soon.
Love you lots.
Chad placed the piece of paper in his top pocket, just in front of his heart and left to go home.
HEY! So, there you go, first chapter, I hope I haven't given too much away (I can just see Kirsty sitting at her computer screen giggling) Anyway, I pretty much wrote the whole of this chapter, with a few inserts from Kirsty, please tell us what you thought, we would be internally grateful :P
Anyway, I don't know when there will be an update, I've finished school now, and well, yeah…
Please review guys, thanks, and tell us if we should continue :P
Much love from both, Kirsty and myself, Hannah xxx